A Fractal

[CoverTheSun]

Break her in two
And divide those two
Till you have four
Four quarters of one
Which were split in two

Taken apart to build up
Those walls
Again

Tangible inaccuracy
Taste her bent frustration
Beneath furrowed brows
Right or wrong
Black or white
Neither fills that
God shaped hole

Wrapped in layers and layers
Splinter the cell
Cracks form and break away from
Roots shrivel
Bones crumble
Everything falls to pieces

[Jack of Hearts]

Hi Cover.

This reader is left thinking that you almost got away with it. Part of the idea of a fractal is somewhat creative, too- did you break apart one big shape or create many, many tiny mirror images?

Your poem honors the decomposition, but not the generation idea of that. Maybe you've got a way to defend that, but this reader thinks it's not reasonably obvious.

Also, this reader feels a little short changed in trying to figure out what this poem is actually about. Maybe a smarter reader could, but it doesn't seem like you've given enough hints to the stupid ones. That may be intentional, though.

But it cannot be dismissed the way a lot of other poems can. Clearly you were onto something... maybe it just got away from you for a minute? That happens to this reader all time, maybe it happens to you, too.


Neither fills that
God shaped hole...

Isn't this from Bill Maher's 'Religulous' documentary? That was a good one.







J

[CoverTheSun]

To be honest there wasn't a lot of intent with this poem, not really any hidden message unless you found one. It was more many thoughts going on in my head so i tried to turn those thoughts into a poem of sorts. I ended up with "fractals". I thought that maybe once i put all the pieces together , i could figure out my own message.

Prehaps i was onto something , not anymore (: I apologize as i didn't mean make you feel short changed.

No, it was just a concept of emptiness i suppose